Sierra Sahar

We come to claim our stolen heart that lay at sea

One thousand leagues guard his underwater cemetery

Torrents Blue did spell out doom for Doctor Manhattan on islands of Coney

Wraith his war fire burns the flame upon their mortality of sin

Awaiting in halls to North those Highlanders be called of wild winds

Hunter for slumbers not yet tiled under the defiled of Olympia and those rings

The Ancient of Zero forging the summation of one from Nero

Gave eons for iron that made hide into crown for a boy who's Lion would become hero

I give thee Lord King no trinket of nine kingdoms that be valued to sell

Not of crowns bathed in golden ground so heavy of heads that fell

Of Wolf his William be legend of all who know to tell

Holds the door to quiet elations of applause at every premiere of dawn

Claw marked the mountain spores that toured the Mexico horn

Erased all traces by orders distaste for he be the poorest of Lords

The city of sand where promises keep reaping the grandest of plan

Where lost children fly no flag but shall witness the falling towers of man

Ask no debt of brothers be damned for all have walked their blood over this land

What is forsaken of dirt shall be returned to earth of all those Peter Pans

Persecutions their banishment shall always stand for what be taken with every pocket of sand

Gather the lost who wander in moss to call all to his word spoken never read

Tiger breath through chests hear this oh friends of death

Jury of Men held court before rights ever bled from the dead of heads

They shall rise through the falling stones to cross this clay you left

Little hands holding lids under land shall not be denied of day

Hope need not be memories yearning for times better have stayed

None shall judge he who lay unjust in lawful word of crime

Have not but one lived such lie to plead the judicial assignment of time

Come my immortals take the pledge to avenge blood taken as wine

How it drinks of us fools our drunkard lies

Scored in Judas law gave council rooms built on tombs the true Lord of flies

Befell thy hell sold children set still in mind wailed in walls behind all who signed

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